Chapter 101 The Fire Giant of the Demon World and the Little Old Man of Qinglian Jianlin
(Second update, this is a 4,000-word chapter, please collect it! The third update is in the back...)
The scene is very strange.
As the last bloody thunderstorm, he turned out to be a talking fire giant!
Zhang Yan was stunned and took action as one of the slowdowns.
And the fire giant took advantage of this effort to grab the front, and a huge suction surged out.
Zhang Yan only felt a mountain-like power attached to the Xuanyan soul bead in his hand. There was a sharp pain in his right hand, and the Xuanyan soul bead came out of his hand.
Zhang Yan's look tightened, but he saw the fire giant carefully looking at the mysterious flame beads in front of him.
"Hm..."
There was a burst of exclamation in the throat of the fire giant.
Zhang Yan stared at the fire giant and thought quickly in his mind.
The scene in front of him is too strange. This fire giant seems to know the mysterious flame bead, but he doesn't take action for a mysterious flame bead?
You know, when this he just stepped out of the void, he smashed himself into the depths of the ground with a punch. Xuanyan soul beads are so important that this man doesn't move as if he is possessed?
Magic?
Zhang Yan's mind flashed and suddenly remembered an extremely important thing.
This mysterious flame soul bead was given to him by Zhang Yan when he left the Linglong Futu Tower. At that time, the demon did not explain the origin of this bead. When Qianyuzong hit the Jindan period, the woman in red said that this pearl was originally her...
There must be an inextricable relationship between the devil, and Zhang Yan confirmed this very early. But this is not important. The important thing is that at the moment when he hit the Yuanying period and crossed the sky, there were still people who knew the mysterious flame soul beads, and this person still appeared as the last disaster.
The bloody thunderstorm, the fire giant that shredded the space, the mysterious flame bead, the demon, the disaster...
Zhang Yan thought carefully in his mind that this information was like a messy silk thread. As the thought gradually became orderly, it extended in a clear direction...
His heart jumped, and he suddenly understood one thing.
The demon and the fire giant in front of him are all demon practitioners, and may even come from the same place! And this place should be...
Demon World!
Zhang Yan himself couldn't help but be shocked by this bold idea.
However, this is indeed the only thing he can think of. He has heard from the devil's mouth that the magic fire in the Xuanyan soul beads is one of the highest spiritual fires in the demon world...
Will the demon world here be the place where the fire giant broke through the sky?
It must be so!
Zhang Yan withdrew his thoughts and became a little curious when he looked at the fire giant. If he hadn't used the Xuanyan soul bead by himself, would he still speak?
The fire giant seemed to notice Zhang Yan's eyes and made an unexpected move. He threw it casually and threw the Xuanyan soul bead to Zhang Yan again.
Zhang Yan took it in a embattle, and the sound of a fire giant urn suddenly sounded in his ear: "Kid, you can't escape, haha..."
As soon as the voice fell, the fire giant turned around and stepped forward, instantly appeared in the middle of the blood-colored thunder, and his big hand stroked forward at will, tearing the void out of a narrow black hole like tearing a cloth.
He is going to leave!
Zhang Yan couldn't think so much and asked loudly, "What the hell is going on?" Is this the end of the disaster?"
The fire giant has stepped into the black hole with one leg and stopped when he heard the words. He smiled strangely and muttered, "Fortunately, you met me, otherwise this disaster would not be so easy... Well, you still don't appreciate it."
Zhang Yan was relieved when he saw the fire giant stop and breathed a sigh of relief. Regardless of what the fire giant meant, he asked, "Tell me, what's going on!"
"I can't say that I have broken my precepts today. If I am known by the Lord, I will be punished by purgatory. Cough, but now that I have spoken, I don't mind talking more.
The fire giant pulled his leg out of the void black hole again and stood on the side of the black hole, talking loudly.
Zhang Yan reminded: "Don't stop. Now that you have spoken, go on."
This is like coaxing a child. The fire giant didn't seem to hear it. He smiled again and said, "Well, I'll only tell you what I can tell you, and I won't tell you what I can't say."
Zhang Yan was stunned and killed you? Then I have to have that strength. You can tear open the void and shuttle at will. It's not easy to kill you...
"Unfortunately, I really don't have anything to tell you. Your strength is too frustrated, hahahaha..."
The fire giant suddenly made an unexpected action. He jumped into the empty black hole like a monkey, twisted his body, put his hands on his waist, and laughed up to the sky.
Then his tall figure disappeared into the black hole and disappeared completely.
He seems to be teasing me...
The blue veins on Zhang Yan's forehead flashed, and he looked speechlessly at the seemingly honest big man cunningly fleeing.
At this time, the sky black hole also disappeared with the disappearance of the fire giant, and the bloody thunder turned into countless small light points like morning light and poured into Zhang Yan's body.
When Zhang Yan absorbed all the bloody thunder like a whale swallowing shrimp, the sky had regained its sparse stars and was as dark as before.
As if nothing had happened.
The last bloody thunderstorm was unexpected by Zhang Yan in this way.
Of course, the people who witnessed this scene in Wanyuan City can't figure out this dramatic change. This is simply a vivid portrayal of the thunder and rain!
Qingyi also seemed to be extremely speechless. He pulled out the sword weapon covering the sacrificial tower very quickly, and his face was a little gloomy.
He just thought that Zhang Yan's last power of the heavenly disaster was very devastating, and also protected the sword around the sacrificial sword tower, but the fire giant actually opened the void and left...
Where does this put his face?
Especially under the attention of the public, especially his action has indirectly misled many people who respect him very much, which is no different from a slap in the face!
Zhang Yan looked at Qingyi's face and muttered in his heart, "Is it that Qingyi also consciously lost his prestige and had a breath of resentment in his heart?"
"What did he say to you?" Qingyi came over.
"You... can't hear his voice?" Zhang Yan was a little puzzled.
"Is it wrong if you can't hear it?" Qingyi's face was even more gloomy, and there was even a chill in Zhang Yan's eyes.
Zhang Yan quickly explained, "No, no."
At this moment, he finally understood that Qingyi did have resentment in his heart...
In the end, Zhang Yan did not tell Qingyi about the conversation with the Fire Giant. After all, this matter is a little strange, and it also involves many secrets of Mo Xiu. Take the words of the Fire Giant as an example, "I won't say anything to kill me"!
Of course, Zhang Yan also knew that he could not hide such a strange thing as the disaster of Buddha and demons.
Fortunately, Qingyi was an extremely arrogant person. He didn't ask any more questions, but just looked deeply at Zhang Yan, which made Zhang Yan couldn't help scratching his head and confused.
However, Zhang Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
With the cultivation of Qingyi, he has not heard the dialogue between the Fire Giant and himself, so it is even more unlikely that others will know, thus avoiding many unnecessary troubles...
Over the two heavenly disasters of Buddha and demons overnight, Zhang Yan's consumption was very large. He did not care to observe the two Yuanying demons condensed in Dantian, and hurriedly ate two Yuanying again and closed down again.
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These things happened in the 43rd year of Zhang Yan's retreat.
This year's shocking scene about this disaster has become a brand that everyone in Wanyuan City can't forget.
And Zhang Yan also once became the hottest mysterious figure discussed by Wanyuan City Wine and Tea Club. Almost everyone is speculing about Zhang Yan's identity.
Gradually——
Zhang Yan was crowned with the title of a closed disciple of Lord Qingyi.
People call him...
Little Qingyi.
Because people don't know his name, but they know that he comes from the Sword Tower, they associate the cause and effect with Qingyi.
They thought that only the cultivation of Lord Tsing Yi could teach such an excellent apprentice, summon God's jealousy, and bring down a natural disaster that is more horrible and more powerful than ordinary people...
If Zhang Yan knew that he got such a nickname, his face would have a convulsion at most, but if he knew people's inference about the power of the disaster, he would probably burst into tears, right?
Jealous of God?
It feels a little ridiculous and cold joke.
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Time: It's still the year of Zhang Yan's disaster.
Location: the far west of the demon world.
This is an endless black zone, and of course the world is also black.
Thousands of peaks suspended in the sky rotate quietly around a huge palace. The mountain is also black, but this palace is not.
Billions of small bloody lightnings are like dense vines, covering the surface of the whole palace, making this magnificent palace with a range of 100 feet particularly unique.
There is endlessly depressing black around, but the palace is full of bloody electric light. Of course, it is very unique and... shocking.
The interior of the palace is very large, like a vast square. People standing in it are like ants standing in buckets, and they can feel their humbleness very directly. The reason for this is that the palace is very empty and there is almost nothing except the ground and walls.
But at this time, there is a ten-foot tall fire giant lying on his side, lying on a bloody stone slab in the center.
He——
It is the fire giant that appeared when Zhang Yan crossed the disaster.
At this time, he seemed to wake up from his dream and opened a pair of big eyes. As if he remembered something, he suddenly patted his thigh and sat up.
Then——
began to laugh.
Ji Jie's harsh laugh.
When he laughed and bent his head was about to be buried in the ground, he stopped laughing and began to sigh and began to mutter to himself intermittently.
"Why did I bump into him... Could it be his descendant? Well, you have to report this matter to the Lord, otherwise... Alas, the magic fire has not appeared for 3,000 years... Er, this time the lower world opened my mouth, but I made a mistake after being shocked. Lord, he won't... No, I have to leave this place where birds don't shit now... Damn, I won't play in the lower world again. It's a disaster..."
The fire giant stood up and strode out of the palace.
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Time: This year.
Location: Qinglian Sword Forest in the far east of the Wanjianjie.
The back mountain of Qinglian Jianlin is a forbidden place. Generally speaking, it is a place for sword cultivation above the level of Huashen. Unless you encounter 100,000 urgent things, no one is allowed to disturb.
There is a lotus pond in the northwest of the forbidden land. There is a grass house next to the lotus pond, in which sits an old man with a flat sword on his knees.
The thin old man has a pitted cheek like orange peel, white hair as messy as a bird's nest, and a pair of strange triangular eyes.
It is very pleasant for the strange temperament to appear on the drooping child, and it is not annoying to appear on the old man.
However, the feeling of awkwardness is inevitable.
The old man has been staring at a painting on the wall, with many strange things and many hair-like lines.
To be rude, this painting is not like a painting at all, but something similar to shit drawn by a drunken man with a charcoal pen on paper.
But the old man looked extremely attentively, as if he could see a flower from this piece of shit.
He has been sitting here cross-legged since early this morning.
But when the sunset glow dyed red and the sky turned red, the old man suddenly stood up and walked to the lotus pond outside the grass.
He looked up and narrowed his eyes and looked at the sky in the far north. His pitted face was covered with a layer of red light on the sunset, which looked a little unhumanely cute. Just like a smiling freckled girl blushed when she was looked at by her lover.
"Ah, it's not good, it's not good, someone in the demon world comes, don't be robbed of that boy..."
The old man screamed in shock, jumped into the grass house, took off the painting on the wall and stuffed it into his arms. He was about to lift his foot out of the grass house, but hesitated for a moment.
Then, he took out a rusty sword from under the corner table, and then sighed contentedly and muttered out of the hut.
"In order to live two more years, take your son with you..."
Then, the hemp-like old man flew to the far north sky in a crooked escape light and gradually disappeared.
Looking at this scene, all the 8,000 children who were practicing sword skills in front of the Qinglian Jianlin cheered, and even the leaders and many elders on the hall breathed a long sigh of relief.
Then the leader seemed to find something wrong. He looked stunned, coughed twice, and said in a low voice, "Are you so happy to see Uncle Heng Chong leaving?"
The eight thousand children were looking at the old man who disappeared from the sky and cheered. Hearing the words, they said in unison, "I'm so happy."
The master's expression stagnated, and he slandered the uncle who disappeared in the sky...
However, he is also very happy~
PS: This chapter is relatively high. I didn't get distracted for three hours, which also caused me to almost make a 4,000-word chapter... Do you like this style? If you like it, just say it?
The inspiration is like a urine collapse, today!